Camilla’s POV
"You're so cute when you're shy," Malakai said, lightly pinching my jaw between his thumb and index finger.
"I'm not shy," I lied too quickly, avoiding his eyes. But my face betrayed me, turning crimson.
The corner of his mouth lifted into a teasing smirk. "I believe you."
"I have to go now," I said in a desperate attempt to steer the conversation elsewhere.
Malakai’s face immediately hardened, his hands slipping from my waist.
"I have a terrible feeling about this."
My chest tightened, my heartbeat picking up. I've been trying not to think too much about it—if I did, I might lose the nerve to go through with it.
"That’s because you don’t want me to go," I said quietly, forcing calm into my tone.
The little confidence I’d gained yesterday had already been crushed
